Archived Poems

there will be days filled with wonder why the fuck would i ever want to do that

riding a bike thru harlem stopped to sit on a bench the bus is empty manhattan who would have thought riding a bike witnessing the failure of success you are what you see stage set the end is over there playing horse shoes

she played a wife on tv and even in a few movies at home it was different no script no happy husband better you know

what is wrong with us quite a bit it appears

universally offensive death in a capsule how did you get to be so insensitive practice

spent 13 million dollars on negative ads in missouri huh? just a drop in the bucket just an example of a well oiled machine

she fought for her life lost won became a saint

hope you had a great weekend hope you are ready for next week monday today tomorrow anything everything

words that make poems that’s all there is

figured you would just go on probably make a few movies showing us all the wonder and  beauty the everlasting ephemeral